Beautiful mother and pretty daughter (113 to 119)

113.
On the day we arrived at Suizhou Airport, we were taken to a quarantine hotel by the epidemic prevention department. The room was quite nice. According to regulations, we could only stay in the room for the next fourteen days and couldn't go anywhere. Even our three meals a day were delivered to our door.
This almost imprisoned life actually made me quite happy, because I could spend nearly half a month with Su Wanling and her son, doing nothing but staying together, as if we were in a paradise.
That evening, after having dinner delivered by the hotel and watching TV for a while, Su Wanling filled the bathtub with hot water and came out to Chen Mohui, saying, "Come on, baby, come take a bath with Mommy." As
she spoke, she picked up her son and walked towards the bathroom, then turned back to me and said, "Are you coming?"
"You guys go first, I'll make a call," I said.
She knew I was calling Su Fei, and didn't say anything, only said "okay," and took Chen Mohui into the bathroom.
I went to the balcony, dialed Su Fei's number, and told her that I had returned to Suizhou and was in quarantine at the XX Hotel. She asked me about my situation, such as whether the journey was smooth, how the hotel was, and how the food was. She also told me to relax and quarantine at the hotel, and that she would take good care of my daughter and the two girls, Xiaoqin and Xiuxiu.
Because she would be a senior in high school next semester, and the school would have extra classes during the summer vacation, Wen Xiuxiu hadn't gone back to her hometown in Sichuan to visit her grandmother and father.
After chatting for a while, Sophie suddenly asked me if my room was facing the street and on which floor. I was a little confused and told her it was facing the street and on the seventh floor.
"Honey, shall I come to see you at the hotel tomorrow? I'll bring you some food and snacks; I'm afraid the hotel food won't suit your taste," Sophie said earnestly.
My heart suddenly ached. I had done something I was sorry for, and I had been staying in a hotel room with her mother and brother, and she not only didn't know, but she was also so worried about me and wanted to come and visit me.
“Silly girl, this is a quarantine hotel. You can’t get in, and I can’t get out. How can we see each other?”
“I know!” Sophie said. “I asked around. The hotel allows family members to send items, and then I can see you through the window from outside the hotel.”
I felt tears welling up in my eyes and said, “We’re so far apart, I can’t even see you clearly. It’s better to video chat!”
“But no matter how far apart we are, I can still see you in person! Isn’t that much better than video chat?” She choked up as she spoke. “Honey, I really miss you so much. We’ve never been apart for so long. You still have thirteen days before you can come out. I really can’t wait until then.”
She started crying again. I could only comfort her gently, telling her that I was fine, that the hotel accommodations and food were good, and that the thirteen days would pass quickly, etc.
After much persuasion, I finally calmed her down and she promised not to come to the hotel. She insisted that I video chat with her every day and told me to exercise in my room if I had nothing to do, etc., before ending the call.
I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took off my clothes, and went into the bathroom.
The mother and son were soaking naked in the bathtub. Suo Wanling was holding Chen Mohui in her arms from behind, singing a lullaby. When she saw me come in, she asked, "Was that Feifei on the phone?"
I hummed in agreement and stepped into the bathtub. Suo Wanling asked again, "Did Feifei say anything?"
"Nothing much, just asked about the hotel and the food, nothing else..." I said, clapping my hands at Chen Mohui, "Baby, come to Daddy."
I took my son from his mother's arms, cradling his soft, smooth little bottom in my arms, and kissed his little face. "My son is so good!"
Suo Wanling gently stroked her body and said softly, "Junhao, I'm still worried..."
I held my son and said to her, "What are you worried about?"
She frowned and said, "I can't really say, I'm just worried, I always feel like something's going to happen."
I smiled, "Don't overthink it, listen to me, nothing will happen."
After Chen Mohui fell asleep, Suo Wanling and I made love as usual. Ever since we reunited, we've made love almost every night.
When Suo Wanling lay prone on the bed, and I stood beside her, cupping her ample, white buttocks as I entered her from behind, she moaned, "Husband, so good, it's coming again..."
This was the first time she'd called me "husband." I think she considered me the only man for the rest of her life, and in this state of passionate infatuation, that's why she blurted out "husband," right?
That "husband" made me even more excited, and I thrust rapidly, sending her to another climax...
We changed positions, and I lay on top of her, continuing, and asked with a smile, "Baby, what did you call me when you climaxed?"
"What?" Suo Wanling murmured, continuing to moan.
"You called me husband." I said, thrusting harder while looking at her with a smile, "Now I want you to call me that again."
"Husband, husband..." she called softly, looking at me with seductive eyes, "Husband, I love you!"
"I love you too, wife," I said, kissing her lips, and moving even faster.
This was the first time we addressed each other like that, and those repeated "husband" and "wife" truly captivated us.
The next day, I leaned against the bed reading a book I'd bought during my layover at Vienna airport, published in Hong Kong. My son and I played games on another bed, laughing and joking.
I felt these days were so leisurely and pleasant; being with my beloved, without having to think or do anything, was like a vacation.
Just then, my phone rang. Suo Wanling stopped playing with her son and looked at me. I saw it was Su Fei calling and instinctively sat up, turning my back to them to answer the phone.
"Honey, come to the balcony quickly," Su Fei said urgently.
I was startled, thinking, "Didn't I tell her last night? Why did she still come?
" "Feifei, where are you?" I said, walking towards the balcony, feeling Suo Wanling's gaze on me.
"Honey, can you see me? I'm here." I stood on the balcony and looked down, and sure enough, I saw Su Fei's graceful figure standing across the street, waving at me.
Although I couldn't see her clearly, I recognized her at a glance, and tears instantly welled up in my eyes. "Feifei, I see you."
"Honey, where are you? I can't see you..." Su Fei said anxiously, "Wave at me..."
So I waved to her and talked to her, and finally she saw me.
Su Fei burst into tears, looking at me, "Honey, honey... you've lost weight..."
I smiled through my tears, "Silly girl, how can you see clearly? How do you know I've lost weight?"
"Honey... honey..." she sobbed, "I miss you, I really miss you, our daughter misses you too, she talks about you every day, asking me when her father is coming back..."
She cried so hard she couldn't speak. Even though the mother and child were right behind me, I still said, "Wife, I miss you too, I miss you both..."
Sophie cried and said, "I brought you some soup I made, and some snacks that Xiaoqin and Xiuxiu made. The two girls made them especially for you last night. Oh, and a set of pajamas too, I gave them to the hotel staff, they might bring them to you in a little while..."
I couldn't help but feel tears welling up in my eyes, "I know..."
"Husband, I love you. Niannian and I are waiting for you at home. You have to be okay, okay?" she continued, sobbing.
"Okay, I know, don't worry..."
"Husband, do you love me? Say you love me."
Because Su Wanling was behind me, I only managed a soft "yes."
"Say it! Say you love me..." she cried, pleading.
"I...I love you." I finally said it.
"Yes, I love you too..." she cried, "I can't talk to you anymore, I have to go to work. Oh, and don't forget to bring back the thermos of soup when you leave the hotel."
"Okay, I know, go to work." "
Okay, I'll hang up now, bye-bye."
"Bye-bye."
I saw Su Fei wave vigorously at me again, and I waved back a few times before ending this special meeting.
Watching her leave, turning back every few steps until her figure disappeared from sight, I wiped away my tears, turned around and went into the room. I saw Su Wanling sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging Chen Mohui, tears streaming down her face.
I went over and wiped her face, gently asking, "What's wrong, baby?"
She looked up at me, choking back tears, "Junhao, you really shouldn't have brought us back."
I pulled her head into my arms, comforting her, "Baby, it's okay, don't think too much..."

114.
On the afternoon of the day my quarantine ended, Sophie insisted on coming to the hotel to pick me up. I couldn't persuade her otherwise, so I discussed it with Suo Wanling. I would go with Sophie first, and she would come out with her son after we left.
Fortunately, Sophie had a last-minute assignment and couldn't come that afternoon, which relieved us. After
taking the mother and son back to Suo Wanling's apartment, I planned to do some cleaning (after all, no one had lived there for months), have dinner with them, and then go back. Suo Wanling absolutely refused, afraid of arousing Sophie's suspicion, and kicked me out.
That night, after I got Chen Nianfei to sleep, I went into the bathroom to take a shower. While I was showering, Sophie slipped in naked and hugged me from behind, her breasts pressed against my back, her head resting on my shoulder and neck.
"Darling, I missed you so much!" she murmured.
"What? Wait for me in bed?" I said. Having just spent over twenty days in blissful intimacy with my new mother, the thought of being with my daughter again made me somewhat uncomfortable, or rather, I had a bit of a psychological barrier.
"No!" Sophie said sweetly, turning me around and wrapping her arms around my neck like vines before pressing her lips to mine.
I had no choice but to kiss her, and finally said, "Although I've been in quarantine for fourteen days, I can't say I'm absolutely safe. Is there a risk of infection if we do this?"
Sophie smiled gently, "Tonight, you, me, Niannian, Xiaoqin, and Xiuxiu, we've all eaten together at the same table. If we're talking about infection, we'd already be infected. Would we have waited until now?"
Her hand went down and grasped my already erect member, looking at me with seductive eyes, "Besides, we've been apart for almost a month. Don't you miss it?"
She gave me another coquettish look, squatted down, and took my member into her mouth, swaying her head and swallowing it for a while. Then she stood up and said, "Honey, hurry up."
I carried her to the sink, stood between her long, open legs, and kissed her as I entered her…
For a moment, I couldn't tell if the one moaning in my arms was Sophie or Suo Wanling?
In the days that followed, I constantly moved between this mother and daughter. I meet with Suo Wanling and her son two or three times a week, sometimes taking them out for meals and shopping. On weekends, I even take my son to the zoo and children's park.
Although Suo Wanling doesn't want me to stay overnight, I still occasionally stay at her place under the guise of business trips. Once, she wanted to send me home, but I said I had already told Su Fei I was going on a business trip out of town, so where was I supposed to go now? She had no choice but to let me stay.
Another time, after we made love, Suo Wanling asked me if I was enjoying this double blessing.
To be honest, if possible, I wouldn't want to be married to her as my daughter while secretly having an affair with her as her mother. But if I had to choose between them, I really don't know what to do. They're both
my children, how can I choose? Although Suo Wanling and I are under a lot of psychological pressure, whenever I see Suo Wanling and my son so happy, I still feel that bringing them back to China is worthwhile.
I can only pray to God that this matter will never be exposed. Although I knew the truth would eventually come out, I had no other choice.
Days passed like this. Because I was often with Su Wanling and her son, plus busy with company matters and gallery projects, I spent much less time at home than before.
Sophie became increasingly dissatisfied with me, arguing with me several times, even asking me what I had been doing when I left home in May.
Despite feeling incredibly ashamed and guilty, I forced myself to give her an apology. When my mother found out, she comforted Sophie, saying that I was a man, and men naturally have less time for their families when they're busy with their careers, and that she should be more understanding.
My mother asked Sophie how many times a week we made love. Sophie said usually twice, sometimes only once.
"To be honest," my mother said, "for a young couple your age, it's a bit less, but not too little! He's so busy, so please be more understanding."
Sophie blushed and said, "Mom, I'm not the kind of woman who craves that kind of thing, nor am I the kind of woman who needs her husband to pamper and spoil her all the time. What I can't stand is indifference or even coldness."
My mother had talked to me about this. First, she asked if I was seeing someone else. Of course, I denied it outright. She then said that as a woman herself, she understood women's feelings best, and that I should spend more time and effort with my wife.
I then realized that both women are equally dear to me; it's easier said than done. Without realizing it, the scales had tipped towards Suo Wanling.
It seems that I should spend more time with Sophie in the future and try to treat them equally.
One summer evening, I returned home from Suo Wanling's place. Just as I was about to get out of the car, I saw He Xiaoqin getting out of a car, leaning on her cane.
She was dressed fashionably, had dyed her hair, and looked every bit the sophisticated white-collar worker, a stark contrast to the little girl in the wheelchair I used to be.
Immediately afterward, a boy got out of the driver's seat and quickly walked up to He Xiaoqin.
The boy looked to be in his early twenties, not particularly handsome, slightly overweight, but quite stylish and clean-cut. Seeing this, I didn't get out of the car, but instead hid inside and quietly observed the two of them.
"Adong, thank you for bringing me back. I'm going up now. Drive carefully on your way back," He Xiaoqin said to the boy.
I guessed that this boy named Adong was probably from the comic book company that Xiaoqin was signed with, because Xiaoqin had never had any friends or classmates growing up. Her social life began a few months after she returned from the United States, and the only people she had contact with were the two comic book companies where she was a contracted artist. After
speaking, He Xiaoqin lowered her head, leaning on her cane, and walked towards the building entrance. She was walking much more freely now than when she first returned to China, but she still had a slight limp.
"Xiaoqin..." Adong called out, coming up and grabbing He Xiaoqin's wrist.
"What are you doing?" He Xiaoqin seemed very nervous and took a step to the side.
Adong immediately let go and apologized, "I'm sorry, I... I just wanted to say a few words to you..."
He Xiaoqin said somewhat awkwardly, "What do you want to say? My brother is waiting for me at home, and I'm afraid he'll worry if I go back late."
Hearing Xiaoqin's words, a warm feeling welled up in my heart. She's a grown woman now, able to walk and support herself, yet she still relies on me as much as she did when she was a teenager, treating me as her only support and her only haven.
Adong hesitated for a moment, as if gathering his courage, and said, "Xiaoqin, I... I like you!"
Hearing the boy say this, I was quite happy. Finally, the day had come when Xiaoqin could fall in love. During the days when Xiaoqin was paralyzed, I never harbored such a hope, but unexpectedly, this day had finally come.
In my heart, I said to Zhengming in heaven, "Zhengming, can you see this? Our sister has a boy pursuing her, and he's a boy who seems quite nice."
Then, I watched the young couple with great interest, anticipating how Xiaoqin would respond to Adong's confession.
"No, impossible! How could you like me?" He Xiaoqin panicked, muttering, "You...you're joking, right?"
"I'm not joking!" Adong said urgently, "Xiaoqin, why can't I like you?"
"I...I...I walk so awkwardly, so terribly awkwardly, how could you possibly like me?" He Xiaoqin's pretty face flushed red.
"Where is your walk awkward? I don't think you walk awkwardly at all..." Adong said, "Xiaoqin, don't you know? You're very beautiful and very talented..."
"Stop talking, I have to go back, my brother is waiting for me." He Xiaoqin said, walking towards the building entrance.
Adong stopped her again, "Xiaoqin, listen to me, ever since I learned that you were paralyzed for fifteen years and insisted on learning to paint while in a wheelchair, I've been truly moved. And in the process of getting to know you, I've fallen for you."
"Even so, I won't like you," He Xiaoqin said.
"Why?" A-Dong asked, spreading his hands.
He Xiaoqin looked away. "Because I won't like anyone else, I won't like any man."
"Huh?" A-Dong was dumbfounded, stammering, "Xiao-Xiaoqin, could it be...you're a lesbian?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Xiaoqin glared at A-Dong angrily.
After a short silence, she said again, "Go back! Thank you for taking me home."
She then quickly walked into the building.
"Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin..." A-Dong called out twice, then walked dejectedly and helplessly to his car, got in, and drove away.
Witnessing this scene, I secretly pondered that Xiaoqin rejected A-Dong's confession for two reasons: first, she genuinely didn't like the boy; second, although she could walk now, she still had a certain degree of disability, and out of inferiority, she tightly closed her heart.
I thought, if it was the second reason, I needed to talk to her.

115.
Back home, Su Fei greeted me with Chen Nianfei in her arms. "Honey, you're back! Have you eaten?"
The thought of coming back from Suo Wanling's place made me feel a little awkward facing the mother and daughter; my feelings were complicated.
"Yes, I've eaten. Where's Xiaoqin?" I asked, taking my daughter from Su Fei's arms and kissing her. "Baby, were you naughty today?"
"She's in her room!" Su Fei said, glancing at the room shared by He Xiaoqin and Wen Xiuxiu. "That girl seems troubled. Is something wrong?"
"She's having relationship problems," I said.
"Really?" Su Fei suddenly became excited. "Xiaoqin's dating?"
"Shh, keep your voice down..." I glanced at He Xiaoqin's room. "Come on, let's talk inside."
I carried Chen Nianfei and Su Fei into our bedroom and said, "When I came back earlier, I saw a boy bringing Xiaoqin home, and... and he confessed to her."
"Really? What's that boy like? Tell me quickly..." Su Fei was as excited as if she herself was dating. No wonder, she's always treated He Xiaoqin like her own sister all these years.
"Just an ordinary boy, but a nice one."
"What did Xiaoqin say?"
I sighed. "Xiaoqin rejected him."
"Rejected him?" Sophie was quite disappointed, then smiled, "It's okay, our Xiaoqin is so pretty, it's normal for her to reject boys. It's not like she has to say yes to everyone who pursues her."
"If that's the case, then it's fine. What I'm worried about is that she rejected him because of her disability and low self-esteem." I said with concern.
"Yes!" Sophie also became worried, and after a moment's thought, she said to me, "Honey, why don't you talk to her?"
"Yes, that's what I was thinking too, I'll go talk to her now." I said, handing our daughter to Sophie.
Entering He Xiaoqin's room, I saw her sitting in front of the computer drawing. This room was shared by her and Wen Xiuxiu. I bought them a bunk bed, narrower on top and wider on the bottom; He Xiaoqin, with her leg problems, slept on the bottom, and Wen Xiuxiu slept on the top.
But Wen Xiuxiu mostly lived at school, even during summer vacation when she attended extra classes. Usually, only He Xiaoqin lived there.
"Brother, what's wrong?" He Xiaoqin turned to look at me.
"Xiaoqin, do you have time? I want to talk to you." I sat down on He Xiaoqin's bed.
She pulled a chair over to me and sat down. "What do you want to talk about? Go ahead!"
I gently stroked her face and murmured, "I don't know when, but our Xiaoqin has become so beautiful and tall, almost as tall as Sister Feifei." "
No way! Sister Feifei is 1.72 meters, and I'm 1.70 meters," He Xiaoqin laughed.
Before my eyes, it was as if I could see Xiaoqin sitting in her wheelchair again, and my eyes welled up with tears. I could hear He Xiaoqin's voice again, "Brother, what's wrong? What do you want to talk to me about?"
I snapped out of my reverie, smiled, and asked, "Xiaoqin, you've been in the workforce for a while now. Have you met any boys you like lately, or any boys who like you?"
She lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and then whispered, "Brother, why are you telling people this?"
So I told her about seeing her with Adong earlier. She remained silent, her head still down.
I sighed and said, "Xiaoqin, Goethe famously said, 'Which young man isn't passionate, which young woman doesn't yearn for spring?' You're twenty-two now, the age to date and have relationships with boys. You're so beautiful, with a great figure. You couldn't walk before, but now you can, and you're a signed comic book artist. You're no less than any other girl..."
I looked at her as I spoke, but she still had her head down. "So, you should boldly pursue your own life, including love. If a boy likes you and pursues you, of course, the premise is that you like him too. You shouldn't close your heart..."
"Brother..." He Xiaoqin interrupted me, still with her head down, "I've said it before, I can't possibly like those men."
"Why?" I asked, somewhat surprised. Could she really be a lesbian, as Ah Dong suspected? But she'd never really been in contact with any girls before.
"Do you want to know why? Then I'll tell you..."
He Xiaoqin looked up at me, tears glistening in her eyes, and pointed to her heart, saying, "Because in my heart, a man has already taken up residence..."
I realized what she meant and was secretly alarmed. She continued, "That man is you, brother!"
Tears streamed down her face. I was stunned, speechless.
"Xiao...Xiao...Xiaoqin, we...we're siblings, don't joke like that with your brother," I stammered. "
Yes, we're siblings, and I've never thought of changing that," He Xiaoqin said, wiping away her tears.
"Then...then why do you still have this thought?" I was even more astonished.
"Why wouldn't I have one?" Tears streamed down her face again. "Brother, you've taken care of me since I was eight, watching my body develop little by little. I'm a girl, but I have absolutely no privacy in front of you. You've seen me pee and poop, you've seen every part of my body, you've even touched every part of my body..."
I murmured, "Xiao...Xiao Qin, I...I did all that to take care of you, I had no choice!"
"I know! I've never blamed you..." She smiled at me through her tears, a slight sob escaping her lips. "But I am a girl after all, and I know how to be shy. You take care of me like a brother, but you're not my brother. What am I supposed to do?"
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face. My emotions were incredibly complex, and I couldn't utter a single word.
She sobbed a few times, choking out, "So from the age of fourteen, I decided to be your woman for the rest of my life, to treat you as my only man..."
I was speechless with astonishment, staring blankly at her.
"But I only do this in my heart. I tell myself that no matter which woman you marry in the future, I will always be your other woman, silently watching over you, being with you in my own way. I just won't tell anyone, including you..."
"So, whether you married your sister-in-law before or later married Sister Feifei, I will always be your sister, your wife's sister-in-law. But in my own heart, besides these identities, I am still your other woman, sharing you with your wife in my own way."
She kept wiping away her tears, sobbing as she said, "So I will never like another man in my life, I will never date, and I will never get married."
After hearing He Xiaoqin say this, my heart was in turmoil. I never expected that the girl I had always treated like a younger sister would develop such feelings for me.
“Xiaoqin…” I said hesitantly, “You shouldn’t do this, you shouldn’t do this…”
She said through tears, “Brother, in this world, there’s no such thing as ‘should’ or ‘shouldn’t,’ only love or not love. You’ve been by my side since I was eight, supporting my whole world, and becoming my whole world in return. I had no choice…”
She wiped away her tears and smiled at me, “Brother, I won’t change you, I won’t change any part of your life. I’m still just your sister, and you can still only treat me as your sister. But please don’t try to change me, okay?”
I was speechless and stood up to walk towards the door. He Xiaoqin said behind me, “Brother, this is a secret between us, and I will never tell anyone else in this lifetime.”
I paused briefly, said nothing, and left He Xiaoqin’s room.
To be honest, what man in the world wouldn’t be happy and smug after receiving a confession from such a beautiful and pure girl?
But I wasn’t happy at all, nor was I smug, because in my life, she was my own sister.
I had to change her abnormal feelings and her abnormal way of pursuing love. I told myself.
After that night, my brother and I were still as loving as before, but deep down, I could no longer see He Xiaoqin as the Xiaoqin I knew before I turned twenty-two.
I went to the comic book company to find the boy named Adong. He told me that he genuinely liked Xiaoqin. I told him that if that was true, he should boldly pursue her, and I would support him.
After much consideration, Su Wanling decided to tell Su Fei and her brother that she had returned to China. After all, she was a mother and couldn't live in Guangzhou without seeing her daughter and son. I understood her motherly heart and didn't object.
We also decided to try to avoid the three of us meeting at the same time. On the one hand, we didn't want to embarrass ourselves, and on the other hand, we didn't want to give ourselves away in front of Su Fei. It was better to avoid trouble.
Even so, I was still secretly worried that one day Su Fei would discover my illicit relationship with her mother.
I didn't expect that Wen Xiaoting and her boyfriend Zhang Xiang would break up.

116.
That morning, I was discussing renovation plans with Qin Hao, Wen Xiaoting, and Zhang Xiang at the private restaurant. My mother and Chen Airei were also there.
They had previously taken over the shop next door, planning to renovate and expand their business. By this time, Old Qin's private restaurant was already quite successful, and expanding was the perfect opportunity.
It was still early, and there were no customers or waiters in the restaurant. As we were discussing, a fashionable young woman walked in with a little boy of about three years old. Wen Xiaoting assumed she was a customer and politely greeted her, saying, "Excuse me, we haven't opened for business yet..."
Suddenly, she exclaimed in surprise, "Zhao Lin? How... how is it you?"
The woman named Zhao Lin coldly replied, "I'm looking for Zhang Xiang. Where is he?"
Wen Xiaoting's face immediately turned cold, and she stood aside without saying a word. Zhang Xiang, also looking surprised, walked over and asked, "Zhao Lin, what are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here?" Zhao Lin replied matter-of-factly, "I'm going on a business trip and don't have time to take care of the child. You'll have to look after him for a few days."
Zhang Xiang retorted angrily, "Why should I take care of your child?"
"Why?" Zhao Lin sneered, "Because you're the child's father, and he's your son."
She then looked down at the little boy and said, "Sweetie, he's your dad. Call him Dad."
The little boy timidly called out "Dad" to Zhang Xiang. Wen Xiaoting looked at the little boy in astonishment, then at Zhang Xiang.
Qin Hao, my mother, and I also looked at the four of them in surprise. Zhang Xiang glanced at Wen Xiaoting, then shouted angrily at Zhao Lin, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"I'm not spouting nonsense, I'm telling the truth..." Zhao Lin shouted back, then said, "Zhang Xiang, you heartless bastard, have you forgotten that night?"
"I...I..." Zhang Xiang stammered, then mumbled, "This...this...how is this possible?"
"How is it impossible? Your thing is so thick and long, it goes in deep, it ejaculates a lot, getting a woman pregnant is incredibly easy." Zhao Lin said without hesitation.
Qin Hao, my mother, and I exchanged bewildered glances; Wen Xiaoting's face turned pale with anger.
"I don't have time to argue with you. You take the child with you, I'll come pick him up in a few days." Zhao Lin said, then left, abandoning the child.
Zhang Xiang stood there dumbfounded, muttering to himself, "How...how is this possible?"
Tears streamed down Wen Xiaoting's face. She slapped Zhang Xiang across the face, grabbed her bag, and stormed out of the store. My mother called out "Tingting" a few times, but could only watch helplessly as the girl stormed off.
"Daddy, Daddy..." the little boy cried, grabbing Zhang Xiang's trouser leg.
"Go away, who's your daddy?" Zhang Xiang broke free from the boy and yelled at him, startling the boy into loud sobs.
"Oh dear! He's just a child, why are you taking it out on him?" My mother scolded Zhang Xiang while picking up the little boy to comfort him.
I walked up to Zhang Xiang and demanded, "What exactly happened?"
"I don't know either?" Zhang Xiang looked completely bewildered.
"That girl brought her child to our door to claim him as her father, how could you not know?" I suddenly felt a surge of anger and grabbed Zhang Xiang by the collar.
I've always considered Wen Xiaoting my own sister, especially after Wen Hong went to prison. I've even considered myself her and Wen Xiuxiu's guardian, even though Wen Xiaoting is already twenty-four years old.
"What did I tell you when Tingting made up with you? Have you forgotten?" I roared at Zhang Xiang.
Qin Hao quickly came over and pulled me away, saying to Zhang Xiang, "Xiao Zhang, tell me what's going on with this child?"
"I really don't know, Uncle Qin," Zhang Xiang said innocently and helplessly.
"But the child called you 'Dad'! You didn't know anything about it?"
"How would I know why he called me 'Dad'?"
I retorted angrily, "Then why doesn't he call me 'Dad'? Why doesn't he call me 'Old Qin Dad'? Why does he have to call you 'Dad'?"
I said, lunging at Zhang Xiang again, but Qin Hao managed to stop me.
After everyone calmed down and reviewed the situation, they finally figured things out.
The story should be like this. Four years ago, Zhao Lin was Wen Xiaoting's best friend. She had a crush on Zhang Xiang at the time, and one time, while Zhang Xiang was drunk, she took the initiative to have sex with him.
Because of this, Wen Xiaoting dumped Zhang Xiang and went to the hospital alone to have an abortion. After Wen Hong found out about this, she had a huge fight with her daughter, and I was
the one who stepped in to mediate between them. But no one expected that Zhao Lin would get pregnant that time, and even more surprisingly, she gave birth to the child alone. As for why Zhao Lin insisted on having the child in the first place, and why she only came to Zhang Xiang with the child now, the reasons remain unknown.
"Who knows if this child is mine? Maybe Zhao Lin framed me?" Zhang Xiang muttered.
My mother, hugging the little boy, said, "You can't say that. There are so many men in the world, and girls don't blame anyone else, but she specifically targeted you, which means it's related to you in some way."
I sighed and said, "The only solution now is to do a paternity test."
Qin Hao and my mother both agreed. I said again, "There's no time to lose, let's go now. I'll go with you and your son."
"Brother..." Zhang Xiang stammered innocently, "The DNA test hasn't been done yet, how can we be father and son?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go." I said, glaring at Zhang Xiang again, "Look at the mess you've made."
The test results wouldn't be available for a few days. After the test that day, I had my mother take the little boy back to her and Qin Hao's place to look after him for a few days. Then I had Zhang Xiang stay at my studio that night, because under these circumstances, Wen Xiaoting definitely wouldn't let Zhang Xiang into the house.
I asked Zhang Xiang what he planned to do if the results proved the child was indeed his. Zhang Xiang lowered his head and said he didn't know.
"You're a man, you must take responsibility..." I said, "If this child is really yours, I don't care if you're with Zhao Lin or not, you must take on the responsibility of a father."
I thought of Su Wanling and Chen Mohui for a moment. Actually, for Su Fei, what I did was more serious than what Zhang Xiang did, so what right did I have to lecture others here?
But one thing I'm clear about is that once I give birth to a child, I have to take on the responsibility of raising and caring for it; otherwise, I've lived in vain. So, on this point, I don't think I've done anything wrong.
"But what about Tingting?" Zhang Xiang asked, looking at me.
"If Tingting is willing to forgive you and accept the child, that would be best,"
I paused, then said, "If she doesn't forgive you, you'll just have to accept your fate."
"But I love Tingting, I can't live without her!" Zhang Xiang said emotionally, the tall young man almost in tears.
"Sigh! You have to bear the consequences of your own actions. No one can help you."
I said this and left. Actually, I was saying this to Zhang Xiang, but also to myself. Whatever happens between me, Su Wanling, and Su Fei in the future, I'll have to take responsibility. There's nothing I can do; it's my own fault for causing this mess.
That afternoon, I went to find Wen Xiaoting; she was sulking at home. Looking at the crumpled tissues scattered on the floor, I laughed, "It seems you still love Zhang Xiang a lot, otherwise you wouldn't be so angry."
"What do you know? It's not what you think..." Wen Xiaoting said dismissively.
She told me she was mainly angry because she had been so good to Zhang Xiang, always considering his needs, even using her own money to open a restaurant so he could have a decent and stable job, only to be met with this.
I said it wasn't entirely Zhang Xiang's fault; his mistake was having a one-night stand with Zhao Lin, but he knew nothing about what happened afterward, and it wasn't something he could control.
"If the paternity test results show the child is indeed Zhang Xiang's, I will never forgive him," Wen Xiaoting said firmly.
I sighed, "Since you don't love him that much, why did you get back together with him in the first place?"
She suddenly stared at me and said, "Don't you understand?"
I didn't dare meet her gaze and looked away. She continued, "The person I love doesn't love me, so I'll be with the person who loves me! I'll marry him, have children, and live like that for the rest of my life. That would be fine."
She looked away from my face and said firmly, "But if he wrongs me, no matter how much he loves me, I will never forgive him."
I sighed inwardly. I had thought that after she got together with Zhang Xiang, her feelings for me would fade or even disappear. Now it seemed that this girl still had feelings for me.

117.
On a weekend afternoon, after finishing overtime at the company, I went to a shopping mall to pick up Su Fei and her daughter. The two of them were playing in the children's area.
While I was still on the way, I received a call from Su Fei, asking where I was. She also said that Su Wanling and her son were with her and her daughter.
I was immediately shocked, wondering if they had met by chance or if Su Fei had deliberately arranged it. If it was the latter, why would she do this, letting her husband, who had a past relationship with her mother, meet her mother?
I suspect this girl probably thinks that since it's been almost four years since what happened between her mother and me, and we're both married with children now, how can a mother-in-law and son-in-law completely cut off contact? That's
probably why she arranged this meeting. I messaged Su Wanling on WeChat, suggesting we try to cancel the meeting. She said no, being too deliberate would only arouse Feifei's suspicion.
So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and knowingly walk into danger.
Arriving at the shopping plaza, before even entering the coffee shop, I saw through the floor-to-ceiling windows a mother and daughter chatting and laughing, each holding their child.
Both were dressed in stylish dresses and wore exquisite makeup; one was a mature beauty who had maintained her charm, the other a young woman whose beauty remained undiminished. Together, they were a captivating pair of mother and daughter. Actually, they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter.
I was momentarily mesmerized. They were both my women—one my wife, the other my mother-in-law and secret lover—and in their arms were my children. How many people in the world could enjoy such a blessing?
But after the brief moment of intoxication and comfort, a heart full of turmoil and unease followed. Just then, Sophie saw me and waved, "Honey, over here!"
As if being led to my execution, I gritted my teeth and went inside. Su Wanling looked at me, her eyes filled with helplessness, while Chen Mohui in her arms stared at me with wide, innocent eyes. I was terrified he would blurt out "Dad."
"Junhao, long time no see," Su Wanling said with a smile.
"Yeah!" I replied, feeling incredibly awkward, and sat down next to Su Fei and her son.
"Honey, this is my brother, your brother-in-law. Say hello to him, okay?" Su Fei pointed at Chen Mohui and smiled at me. "By the way, his name is Mohui, which means 'don't regret it.'"
At that moment, I wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground. My son had become my brother-in-law!
Damn it! Even so, I forced a smile and prayed that the little guy wouldn't call me "Dad." I reached out and touched my son's cheek. "Little Mohui, so cute!"
Strangely enough, Chen Mohui, who usually called me "Dad" as soon as he saw me, was silent this time. I wondered what kind of magic Su Wanling had cast on him.
"Call him brother! Mohui..." Su Fei said to her son.
I felt utterly hopeless listening to this. Suo Wanling said, "Junhao is more than thirty years older than Mo Hui, so it's better not to call him 'brother,' call him 'uncle.'"
"Who calls their brother-in-law 'uncle'? That would make me a generation younger than Junhao, haha..." Su Fei laughed.
Suo Wanling and I exchanged glances, our awkwardness and helplessness unspoken. Fortunately, Su Fei didn't press the issue further.
"Dad..." Just then, Chen Mo Hui called out to me. Caught off guard, I was startled.
Su Fei also looked at me with surprise, then at her brother. Just as I was wondering what to do, Suo Wanling whispered to her son, "He's not your father, he's Nian Nian's father..."
She then smiled at Su Fei and me, "My husband's appearance and build are somewhat similar to Junhao's. This child hasn't seen his father for quite some time, he must miss him terribly, that's why he calls Junhao 'Dad.'"
"Haha, I see!" Su Fei laughed.
Seeing that she didn't suspect anything, I breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Sophie asked, "By the way, Mom, when is your husband coming here? You two can't keep not seeing each other, can you?"
This question made me nervous again. Suo Wanling took a sip of coffee and said unhurriedly, "Well, the epidemic prevention policies in China are so strict right now. Coming here requires a fourteen-day quarantine. He doesn't have that much vacation time, so he can't come. I plan to take Mo Hui back to reunite with him before Christmas."
Sophie smiled, "That's good."
Suo Wanling continued, "If it weren't for the epidemic, I would invite you to spend Christmas in Austria
. The winter at Lake Hallstatt is beautiful, like a fairytale world." "Great! After the epidemic is over, Junhao and I will definitely take Niannian to see it..." Sophie smiled and said to me, "Right, honey?"
"Yes, okay." I nodded, secretly glancing at Suo Wanling. Our eyes met, and she immediately buried her head in her coffee.
Just then, Chen Nianfei needed to pee, so Su Fei picked her up and stood up, saying, "You two sit for a while, I'll take her to the toilet."
As soon as Su Fei and her daughter left, Chen Mohui cried out, "Mommy, I don't want to play the game anymore, I want to play with Daddy."
"Sweetie, didn't we agree? We have to play this game to the end. Little ones can't go back on their word! Otherwise, Mommy won't like you anymore," Su Wanling gently coaxed her son.
Under my questioning, Su Wanling told me that before I arrived, she had taken Chen Mohui to the toilet and told him that when Daddy came, they would play a game. Daddy would be Nianfei's dad, and he couldn't call me "Daddy," otherwise he would lose.
I then understood why Chen Mohui hadn't called me "Daddy" today. It was all a quick and clever idea Su Wanling had come up with. Even so, Chen Mohui hadn't been able to resist calling out "Daddy" just now, almost giving himself away, but luckily Su Wanling had managed to fool him.
"Can Daddy hold me for a while now?" Chen Mohui asked.
I glanced towards the bathroom and nodded to Suo Wanling. She gestured for Chen Mohui to come over to me, and I picked up the little guy and placed him on my lap.
"But still, don't call him 'Daddy'!" Suo Wanling reminded her son again.
The little guy obediently nodded.
"You're quite quick-witted!" I smiled at Suo Wanling while holding Chen Mohui.
She looked at me with a charming smile, "Of course."
"By the way, how did you two run into each other?" I asked.
"We didn't run into each other. Feifei told me to bring the kids out to play and let the two little ones get together. But I didn't expect her to bring you too." As
Suo Wanling spoke, she suddenly looked in a certain direction and said, "They're back. Give me the kids quickly."
I turned my head and saw Su Fei carrying Chen Nianfei walking towards us. She had already seen me carrying Chen Mohui, so she could only say to Suo Wanling, "Never mind, don't let her get suspicious."
Su Fei walked up to us and smiled, "Oh! Honey, you're so close to your brother-in-law?"
I smiled and didn't say anything. Su Fei sat down beside me.
After chatting for a while, Chen Mohui knocked over her coffee cup. Suo Wanling quickly got up to wipe the table with a tissue. "What did you do, child?"
"It's okay, Wanling, I'll do it..." I said, picking up a tissue to wipe it, but suddenly felt Su Fei's surprised gaze and immediately changed my
words, "Mom, I'll do it." That "Mom" made me feel extremely complicated; I really wanted to slap myself.
Before parting, Su Fei wanted to invite Suo Wanling and her son to have dinner with our family of three, but Suo Wanling declined, citing other commitments.
However, Su Fei insisted on driving Suo Wanling home because after she went abroad, she had asked a friend here to sell her car, and she currently had no car to drive in Guangzhou.
Suo Wanling couldn't refuse her daughter and had to agree. Sitting in the driver's seat, I drove while glancing at the mother and daughter in the rearview mirror. They were chatting and laughing while holding their respective children. I thought, how wonderful it would be if both this mother and daughter were my legitimate wives, instead of the clandestine affair I'm having with one of them!
Downstairs at Su Wanling's place, Su Fei said to her daughter in her arms, "Baby, say goodbye to Grandma and Uncle!"
Chen Nianfei babbled in her mother's arms, "Grandma, goodbye; Uncle, goodbye."
She was almost a year old and could say quite a few words. Su Wanling smiled at her granddaughter, "Nian Nian, goodbye!"
She then bent down to call her son, but deliberately didn't mention me, "Say goodbye to your sister and Nian Nian!"
Chen Mohui did as she was told. Su Fei looked at me and smiled, "Aren't you going to say goodbye to Mom?"
I could only say, "Goodbye, Mom!"
Suo Wanling smiled calmly, "Okay, drive slowly on your way back."
"Mom, let us know if anything happens..." Su Fei gave her mother a few instructions before getting into the car.
I opened the back door for the mother and daughter to get in, then closed the door and turned to look at Suo Wanling. I saw both of them looking at me; one had a sorrowful look in her eyes because the man she loved was leaving with another woman, and the other was almost crying because her father was leaving with another child.
At that moment, my heart ached, but I could do nothing. I glanced at them one last time, opened the driver's side door, got in, started the car, and sped away.
After driving a while, I saw in the rearview mirror that the mother and son were standing there, watching us leave. Their lonely figures instantly overwhelmed me with a wave of sorrow.

118.
"Honey, what did you think when you saw my mom today?" Sophie asked, holding her sleeping daughter in the back seat.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I drove, my heart skipping a beat.
"Do you think she's prettier and more charming than before?"
I said in a low voice, "I don't think so."
"By the way, honey..." Sophie pressed on, "Do you think my mom is prettier, or am I?"
I was a little annoyed, but still patiently replied, "You're prettier."
"What? You're not being honest..." she said, sighing, "Besides being seven centimeters taller than her, I can't compare to her in anything else..."
Sophie is 1.72 meters tall, while Suo Wanling is 1.65 meters.
"...Whether it's looks or temperament. It's just that she's almost fifty now. If it were her younger self, I'd be an ugly duckling next to her..."
She paused, then deliberately asked me, "Right? Honey, what do you think?"
I couldn't hold back any longer. "Sophie, what exactly do you mean? You've been nagging your mother the whole way, are you ever going to stop?"
"What's wrong with you?" Sophie snapped, then said dismissively, "Oh! I get it, you hit a nerve, didn't you? Such a beautiful woman, used to be your lover, now she's someone else's wife, and even had a child with another man, you must be feeling incredibly lost and melancholic, right?"
"Are you ever going to stop?" I yelled.
"What are you doing? You woke our daughter..." she scolded.
I paused for a moment, then patiently said, "Since you're so suspicious of me, why go to all this trouble to arrange this meeting?"
She chuckled, "I just wanted to show her how much we love each other now, how happy we are, and how adorable our child is."
I finally understood; she hadn't truly let go of what happened back then, hadn't forgiven Suo Wanling, and still harbored resentment.
I glanced at the right-hand rearview mirror and pulled over. After the car came to a complete stop, I turned around and said, "Feifei, is this how you've always treated your two mothers? You ignore your birth mother who's in prison, yet you harbor such resentment towards your adoptive mother."
"It's all because of you, Chen Junhao!" Su Fei said angrily. "I'll never forget that night four years ago, when I saw you and her so intimately embracing each other at the entrance of our old family compound… Even now, every time I think of that scene, it feels like needles are piercing my heart…"
She cried as she spoke, finally sobbing, "You two are the loves of my life, but…"
She choked back a sob, continuing, "But you two put on such a scene right before my eyes… Chen Junhao, do you know how much I love you, and how much I hate you?"
I closed my eyes painfully and slowly said, "If that's the case, why did you marry me in the first place?"
"Chen Junhao, do you have any conscience saying such things?" Sophie shouted. "If it weren't for me and Niannian, if it weren't for us saving you, you might be dead."
I said helplessly, "Yes, you're right, I'll never forget that. But please stop torturing yourself, okay?"
"I'm willing, it's none of your business!" she yelled.
Such a beautiful woman, and a prosecutor, yet she swore; how bad was her mood?
"Mom, Mom..." Chen Nianfei murmured, awakened by the noise.
“Oh, sweetie, sweetie, Mommy’s not good…” Sophie coaxed her daughter, then ordered me rather irritably, “Drive.”
We got back on the road, and after driving for a while, Sophie said again, “Tell me honestly, Chen Junhao, are you still in contact with my mom? Last time you went to Hungary, you were actually going to Austria to see her, right?”
A chill ran down my spine; I felt like she’d seen right through me. Feeling uneasy, I forced a calm and angry tone and said, “Sophie, you’re getting more and more unreasonable.”
Just then, her phone rang, but she hung up without answering. Then I saw in the rearview mirror that she was fiddling with her phone, probably texting someone. I wondered, who was calling? Why was she texting someone now when she couldn’t answer the phone in front of me?
Back at our apartment building, as we were about to go upstairs, I said to Sophie, “Just now, Lao Hu sent me a WeChat message saying he has an important client and wants me to come over.”
Lao Hu is my partner in the decoration company. She ignored me, carrying the child and walking into the building. I said again, "Then... I'll go over?"
"Whatever." She tossed that out without turning back, carrying her daughter into the building.
I drove like a whirlwind to Suo Wanling's place, and hurriedly rang the doorbell. The door opened quickly, and Suo Wanling stood inside, looking at me in surprise. "Junhao, what brings you here? Where's Feifei?"
I went in, closed the door, and pulled Suo Wanling into my arms, murmuring in her ear, "I'm sorry, I've made you suffer."
She hugged me and said, "What's wrong? Junhao..."
Before she could finish speaking, I kissed her lips. She struggled slightly, then we kissed passionately.
In between the kisses, I said, "I love you!"
"Yes, I know, I love you too," she said, her voice trembling with passion, and we kissed again.
After a long, lingering kiss, I asked urgently, "Where's Mo Hui?"
"What's wrong with you?" she asked with a smile.
"Where's my son? I need to see my son!" I shouted without room for argument.
"He's sleeping inside," she said, a little startled.
In the bedroom, I knelt beside the sleeping Chen Mohui, gently kissing him while tears streamed down my face, murmuring, "I'm sorry, son, it's all my fault. I've made you suffer."
Suo Wanling knelt beside me, tears streaming down her face, saying, "You don't know, as soon as you left, he cried, he cried so hard, saying, 'Daddy doesn't want me anymore, Daddy doesn't want me anymore...'"
She sobbed for a moment, then added, "I tried to comfort him, and he cried himself to sleep until he was exhausted."
My heart was breaking, tears streaming down my face. I hugged Suo Wanling tightly, sobbing, "I'm so sorry, so sorry, I've made you and your son suffer..."
She patted my back in my arms, tears streaming down her face. "It's okay, Junhao, as long as you're here, we're content."
I kissed her lips again, our kiss growing more passionate. As we kissed, I quickly took off my clothes and helped her undress. Soon we were naked, and we lay down beside our son, embracing each other.
As I thrust into her, I kept telling her "I love you," and she responded with tears in her eyes...
Suo Wanling and I soaked in the bathtub, I held her mature and alluring body from behind, kissing her neck.
She reached behind me and gently stroked my face, saying softly, "Junhao, Mo Hui and I are doing well, don't worry. Ever since you brought us back, I've come to terms with everything. Whether you keep me as a mistress or I share a man with my daughter, as long as we're with you, that's better than anything..."
"So, don't feel guilty, don't feel sorry for us. Feifei is innocent; she's younger than you, not even thirty yet. You should be more accommodating to her..."
I nodded and said, "Yes, I understand what you're saying, but I just can't stand seeing her say those things about you."
“It’s okay, baby. I hurt her so much back then, and I’m still hurting her now. It’s understandable that she hates me in her heart. No matter how much she hates me, it doesn’t matter, as long as she still acknowledges me as her mother.”
I suddenly said, “Sister, let’s get married?”
Suo Wanling panicked, turned around, and cupped my face in her hands, saying urgently, “No, no, how could you think like that? You can’t leave Feifei and Niannian. Have you forgotten our promise?”
I took her hands away and smiled, “Sister, I didn’t mean to get married in China…”
She looked at me with relief, and I continued, “Find…” "At that time, we'll go to Austria and register our marriage there..."
I wiped away her tears. "Although a marriage not registered with the Chinese embassy isn't recognized in China, it's still considered a marriage! Don't you agree?"
She burst into tears, murmuring, "Junhao, thank you..."
We kissed passionately. While kissing me, she placed her hand between our bodies, grasped my erect penis, and straddled it, penetrating deeply. She wrapped her arms around my neck and began to move up and down, kissing me passionately as she did so.
Just as we were deeply in love, the bathroom door opened, and Chen Mohui stood in the doorway, sleepily asking, "Dad, Mom, what are you doing?"

119.
Suo Wanling, who had just been moaning passionately on top of me, quickly left my body. I beckoned to Chen Mohui and smiled, "Come here, son."
Chen Mohui came over, and I undressed him and carried him into the bathtub.
"Dad, why do you want to be someone else's dad?" Chen Mohui asked in a soft, tender voice.
I held his little arm and laughed, "That's just a game."
"I don't like this game, I don't like you being another child's dad. We won't play this game anymore, okay?"
"Okay, okay, we won't play anymore," I nodded and smiled.
Suo Wanling gently stroked her son's hair from behind, watching us with a smile.
After a while, she said, "I'll go make dinner. You haven't eaten yet, have you, Junhao?"
"Yes, I'm hungry," I replied.
"Mom, I'm hungry too," Chen Mohui added.
"Okay, okay, Mom will go make dinner for you and Dad." Suo Wanling smiled and got up, but as soon as she stood up, she suddenly sat down again, splashing a lot of water outside.
"What's wrong, Wanling?" I asked anxiously.
Her complexion was a little pale. She rubbed her forehead and said, "It's nothing, I probably didn't sleep well last night."
She got up again, stepped out of the bathtub, picked up a towel to dry herself, and noticed my son and I staring at her. She playfully scolded, "Hey! You two perverts, don't stare at me!"
I smiled at Chen Mohui, "Mommy's not wearing any clothes, so embarrassing!"
As I spoke, I rubbed my face. Chen Mohui copied me, rubbing his face while smiling at his mother, "Mommy's not wearing any clothes, so embarrassing!"
"You're so annoying!" Suo Wanling cried out shyly, raising the towel to hit us…
When I got home that night, it was very late, and everyone was already asleep. I tiptoed into the bedroom and saw Su Fei lying on her side on the bed, holding her daughter as she slept. I
took off my clothes and lay down next to Su Fei, hugging her from behind, and whispered, "Feifei, are you asleep?"
Feeling guilty, I felt I should try to soften things up with her and be kinder to her. She murmured an "Mmm," and I reached under her nightgown and grasped one of her breasts, only to find it wasn't as big as usual.
"Brother, what are you doing? I'm not your sister," He Xiaoqin exclaimed.
I was startled and quickly withdrew my hand, getting out of bed. He Xiaoqin sat up, her face flushed with embarrassment, not daring to look up at me.
Although she had no privacy in front of me, we had always treated each other like siblings, unlike this time when I was touching her as if she were my wife. She was still a virgin, inexperienced in such matters, how could she not be shy?
"Xiao...Xiao...Xiaoqin, what...what are you doing here? Where...where's your sister?" I stammered.
"My sister got a call tonight saying there was something important at the procuratorate and she went, so she asked me to take care of Niannian to bed," He Xiaoqin said, her head down.
I checked the time; it was almost midnight, past eleven. I asked, "Did your sister say if she'd be back tonight?" He Xiaoqin
nodded. "She said she'd be back later."
I fell into thought. Although the prosecutor's office is very busy, it's rare for them to call her out so late at night and she doesn't come back. Is there some major case requiring an emergency meeting, or is it an overnight interrogation of a suspect?
"Brother, I'm going back to my room to sleep..." He Xiaoqin's voice came from beside me.
I nodded. "Okay, go to sleep!"
She stood up and walked out, but I called after her. "Xiaoqin, I'm sorry about earlier."
"It's...it's okay..." She paused briefly, then left the room with her head down, looking like a deer with pounding feet.
Ever since that night when He Xiaoqin opened up to me about her long-held secret, we could never go back to that intimate state we once had. The little girl talks to me much less than before, and even seems to avoid me intentionally or unintentionally whenever she sees me, which makes me feel melancholy.
Especially tonight, when I unintentionally touched her breast, I'm afraid it will further widen the distance between us. I looked at my own hand that had just touched her breast and cursed myself for being a bastard.
I had planned to call Sophie to ask, but I was worried about interfering with her work, so I decided against it and sent her a WeChat message instead, asking if she was going home and if she needed me to pick her up.
She didn't reply, so I went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night to find only Chen Nianfei beside me; Sophie was nowhere to be seen.
I checked my phone; it was already past 3 a.m., and she still hadn't replied to my message. I became increasingly puzzled. Remembering how Sophie had refused to answer calls in front of me several times recently, and how she sometimes avoided me while on the phone or chatting on WeChat, I suddenly wondered if she was having an affair.
But I quickly dismissed the thought. She loves me so much, how could any other man possibly catch her eye? I must be overthinking it. I comforted myself and drifted off to sleep again.
At dawn, Sophie finally returned. She entered the room apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, honey, I woke you up."
I smiled slightly, "Is everything alright? Are you done?"
"Yes! I'm exhausted..." Sophie said, her eyes slightly darting.
"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."
"No need, I need to take a shower and go to sleep, I'm so tired..." she said, going into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of the shower and her shouting came through, "Honey, go to sleep! Don't worry about me."
After Sophie finished showering, she came out and lay down next to me. I hugged her tightly and reached under her nightgown.
"Hey! What are you doing?" she quickly stopped me, looking flustered.
I smiled at her and said, "Why such a big reaction?"
"Oh! I worked all night, I'm exhausted, I don't have time for this kind of thing with you," she muttered, turning her back to me and saying nothing more.
As Sophie beside me snored evenly and softly, I couldn't fall asleep. Did she really go to work overtime? When she came back, I clearly smelled alcohol on her. Who drinks while working overtime?
So, if she didn't go to work, where did she go? Who was she with?
With these questions in mind, I went to the bathroom. When I urinated, I saw Sophie's clothes in the laundry basket, including her panties, which she had changed out of after showering.
I picked up the panties, rolled up in a ball, and unfolded them, carefully examining the inside of the crotch. I found it wet and sticky, probably her secretions. I touched it again and felt a trickle of fluid; clearly, it was that stuff from a man's body.
I was instantly enraged. Suppressing my anger, I returned to the bedside and gently pulled down Sophie's panties, secretly inserting my right middle finger inside, exploring deep inside. It felt wet and slippery, a complete mess, like it had been churned with paste.
"Don't do this, don't..." Sophie murmured groggily, not fully awake.
I groped around for a while, then withdrew my finger. My fingertip was covered in a sticky liquid, the same one I had seen and touched on her dirty panties earlier. I knew without a doubt that Sophie had just slept with someone; she had cheated on me.
I rubbed the sticky liquid on my middle fingertip with my thumb, and a disgusting scene flashed before my eyes. Sophie was beneath a strange man whose face I couldn't see, moaning sweetly and seductively, the man asking her as he fucked her, asking if she had orgasmed, if it was good, if it was better than when her husband fucked her.
I never imagined that my beloved wife, who loved me so much, would sleep with another man behind my back? Just because I had neglected her lately? Who was that man? Was it her colleague at work, the lawyer who often called her? Or someone else?
Anger filled my heart, and I really wanted to wake Sophie up and ask her for an explanation, but I held back. At the same time, I thought about myself and Su Wanling…
In the morning, Sophie got up at her usual time and made breakfast for us.
I said, “It’s almost dawn when you get back. Why didn’t you sleep a little longer? It’s Sunday!”
Sophie said, while ladling porridge into a bowl, her head down, “I didn’t want to sleep after I woke up, so I just got up to make breakfast.”
I knew she felt guilty because of her affair, and said, “Why don’t you sleep a little longer after you eat? Don’t tire yourself out.”
“Okay, I know…” Sophie’s face was red, as if she didn’t want to meet my gaze.
“By the way, honey…” she added, “Are you free today?”
“Yes! Why?” I asked.
She said, "How about we go to a restaurant for lunch and have lunch with Mom, Uncle Qin, and Tingting? It's been a long time since we've seen them."
"Sure!" I smiled, then asked He Xiaoqin, who was drinking porridge, "Are you coming with us?"
"Yes," He Xiaoqin answered, her head bowed. The girl was clearly still embarrassed about me touching her breasts last night.
After breakfast, while I was washing dishes in the kitchen, Sophie went into the bathroom, pulled down her outer pants and underwear, and sat on the toilet to urinate. Her thoughts drifted back to the time from last night until early this morning…

(To be continued)

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